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RP: YSS Heartbreaker [M4A1]Getting back in touch...

Edto Xar'Sivaree

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YSS Heartbreaker - Port Corridor

Ingrid trotted down the corridor, one hand balancing a tray with a high calorie hamburger loaded with toppings, a dressing drenched salad and a SPEED! energy drink and the other holding a datapad, her nose practically pressed against it. She flicked her thumb across the screen as she continued reading about the Mishhuvurthyar's variable chromosomes and how they can form sister chromatids with any species.

"Hello Ingrid."

Ingrid started at the voice and stumbled forward, her tray tipping precariously. Ingrid's eyes shifted from the datapad to the tray and the thoughts running through her head smoothly transitioned from, "... for this reason, when handling Mishhuvurthyar DNA samples in the lab..." to "OH-CRAP-OH-CRAP-OH-CRAP!" With a boost from her Minkan reflexes, she pushed forward, giving the tray a new relative direction for down. This bought her time to stabilize the tray and get under it. As she slowed down, she tilted the tray back from its forward list. She came to a stop with the tray sitting pretty in her hand, its contents right where they should have been. Triumphantly, she quickly stood up, cheering, "Hooray!" and throwing the contents of the tray into the air.

Ingrid blinked at Edtoto through her new makeup of mustard and mayonnaise, as the alien leaned forward, licking some of the condements off her face. "You should pay attention to where you are going, Ingrid. I would not want you to get hurt," Edtoto smiled toothily.

"I have noticed you have been...preoccupied lately. Since we dealt with the Station, you have been buried in your studies. Is there something bothering you?" The familiar voice of the ship's alien asked from behind her. "I have missed our time together."

Ingrid lifted the datapad and showed it to Edtoto. "I've been working on things. I'm trying to figure out how the squids are able to infect absolutely everything and why we haven't been able to develop any kind of immunity or immune response to it," Ingrid began. "We've cured diseases, but why can't we cure the damn squid infection? What have they figured out that we haven't? I thought I had something when I saw how it affected the Vekimen, but I can't quite put my finger on it. It's like it's on the tip of my tongue, but I can't find the word," she rambled.

"Is the word you are looking for, sentience?" Edtoto asked, tilting her head and pulling a cloth from her belt to wipe the rest of Ingrids face off. "The creature is sentient."

Her eyes narrowed and her brow furrowed as Ingrid contemplated this. She looked at the datapad and flicked it a few times. She settled on a page full of diagrams of the Mishhuvurthyar's DNA. "It—it just might be," Ingrid murmured. Her brow still furrowed, Ingrid stepped back towards her cabin, planting her foot in the hamburger patty. She looked down at it, then back up at Edtoto. "I'm gonna need another burger."

"I need food as well, but maybe I can assist you? I would enjoy the chance to spend time with you again. I do not even find you in your bed at night anymore," Edtoto said, looking down at the hamburger. "As for that, well, I take it something will clean it at some point."

Ingrid rolled her foot off the smooshed patty and examined the bottom of her shoe. She grimaced then sighed, "Y'know, I should probably actually take a break. I've been at this problem for"—she checked the date on the datapad—"whoah. Too long."

"About six days, three hours, twenty seven minutes. If I am not mistaken," Edtoto mentioned, taking the datapad with two fingers and pulling it away from the science officer. "So, would you care to go on a semi-romantic endeavor for food with me?"

"That sounds good, yeah," Ingrid responded. Her hand now freed of the curse of the datapad, it reached out to Edtoto's cheek, ran down her neck, her shoulder, her arm, and found her hand. Her fingers wrapped around Edtoto's, she said, "Let's go take a break."
 
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